At that time, Lu Niange's car broke down, and without saying anything, he ran over in the rain and climbed over the railing of the school.
When Lu Niange appeared in front of her covered in mud and water, she felt extremely satisfied. She hugged him and cried and laughed.
That was the first time they were in the same room together. That night, she took the initiative to kiss Lu Niange for the first time, and even reached out to untie his clothes. That night, she really had an idea that she wanted to be
His woman.
However, she was too nervous that night. When he stretched out his hand to lift up her skirt, she still shouted stop with tears in her eyes.
Lu Niange must have loved her at that time, he must have loved her, otherwise he would not have endured the discomfort, obediently tidied her clothes bit by bit, and coaxed her to sleep.[
Even now, Ling Momo still believes that Lu Niange was sincere at that time, but it was only sincerity at that time.
From the moment he and Jian Chenxi walked together behind her back, his sincerity must have begun to waver.
After they broke up, she was always alone in the night with lightning and thunder, huddled in the bed and shivering.
The people around her were sleeping deeply, and Ling Momo had the illusion that she was alone at home. She subconsciously crawled into Enson's arms, holding the quilt tightly with her fingers.
A burst of thunder sounded violently, Ling Momo screamed in a low voice, and tears fell involuntarily.
Enson was sleeping vaguely. He vaguely heard thunder, and then heard slight sobbing. He frowned at first, and then woke up suddenly. He saw the girl next to him and was shaking abnormally.
, he immediately hugged her nervously and gently into his arms, saying in a soft voice: "What's wrong?"
Ling Momo didn't speak, just shook her head and nestled into Enson's arms.
Enson's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, but he hugged her tightly silently.
There was thunder outside the window again, Ling Momo's body trembled, and Enson suddenly realized that she was afraid of thunder, and couldn't help pinching her fingers, and said with a slight smile in her low voice: "Afraid of thunder?"
Her little head nodded gently. Although he couldn't see her appearance clearly, he could imagine that pitiful little posture. He sighed, then hugged her gently, patted her back, and whispered
He coaxed: "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you
His embrace was warm and solid. Ling Momo nodded gently, but she couldn't fall asleep, so Enson told her some stories in a low voice.
Because she was afraid that her voice would be recognized, I deliberately suppressed it a lot. The usual sounds and desolateness were swept away, and there was a touch of gentleness like water, and every word was soothing.
As she listened, Ling Momo fell into a trance. Through the endless darkness, she opened her eyes and stared at the place where his face was. At the end, Ling Momo felt that all she could hear was the sound of the man's heartbeat. She
A slight smile appeared on his lips.
She couldn't help but raise her fingers and touch his face gently, trying to feel his outline.
Her move made his voice pause. Ling Momo didn't know why, but she suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged Enson tightly. Then she raised her head, and her lips fell on him randomly. The man's
The breath gradually became unstable, and finally he couldn't control it anymore, so he turned over and pinned her down again.
